As soon as the words were out, everyone rushed forward like a swarm.
Tong Yan leisurely moved his wrists and ankles, looking relaxed, completely unlike the burly men who were in such a hurry.
Jiang Yu, watching from the back, was extremely anxious, wishing he could rush in to help.
Just as the burly men were about to touch Tong Yan, he kicked one directly in the ribs. There was a muffled groan, and a few others who were behind him fell straight to the ground.
Before the others could react, several more were knocked down in succession.
Tong Yan stood among the fallen, stepping on their backs, and beckoned with his index finger, "Why not all come at once?"
The strong men were shocked... (Oops, typo) They were stunned!
The ones lying on the ground were the village's youngest and strongest men, yet she took them down in just a few moves.
The key point was they had no idea how she did it.
They exchanged glances, not knowing what to do for a moment—whether to advance or retreat.
